Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1887-11-18
AUNT and Niece,
OR.
The Mistress Of
HazelwOod.
ny GERALD CARLTON.

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VIZ pccred over her shoulder.
10 raw that she WAS biting her under lin
severely. that the teeth had passed through
the iicsh and met.
From the wound thin stroam Of blood
tfickied down her chin, and then fcll ia one
small spot upon tho drawing. paper on
which her eyes were bent 80 closely.
As Il fell shc gave low. quivcring moan
raised her face from the paper aud gaxod
stn,ight ho.orc her al tho library window.
Don't moso- she whispered but look
nj ~ OH dear, Mr.. Tfyfoil. look at Il. anc
sond u from neir
fotcciying the intonsc excitement OF his
] pupl, Wills first impulse was 10 Summon
, Miss Bentley; his lecond 20 baltic witl
Mss Wentwo this madness alone
lie could never to.l why. but ho obcycd
the second impulse.
S,ill standing behind her chair. he placed
hand firmly ON each OF her shoulders.
Something half laugh half siQh os-
capped her lips. She pat her hand on his.
but .still fixed her eyes on iho library
window.
DO you see nothing thcro she whis-
pcred, huskily. pointing with trembling
hand Ia front OF her. "betwecen the win.
dow curlainsf Look oh. look and send
Il from met
u SEQ nothing" Win answercd trying,
but falling, to speak in his usual tones
There "a nothing. You are ill, simply. and
frightened natural effect ~ your illuess. .
mol no. knew Il VIE there when be-
gHn dnswing. ] knew It. could fccl that
u was gluing nj me. and | tried oh, No
hard, Alr. Iryfoil, 20 keep my eyes ON the
paper away from H. Oh, aunt aunt! its
coming nearer it's coming ncareri-
My child. answer mo this question II
you can: What u this thing that You fancy
you seeg IL il like an animal. or n fairy.
or Christina story RobinY- his vol CO
tfcmblcd, notwithstanding all his efforts
or man. OF what2 Eh7 Shut your syoa
and tell mo. Gomez"
Il emit oh, l cin'tl"
Cant do whatf"
Can't shut my eyes Oh, n I couldi-
Then tell mo with your eyes open. &c
on.
=" II is the face OF man, Look lookl
domon-iit g face a dreadful facel Nearer,
nea i"
"a man. is it9- VIII interrupted. more
firmly than he had spoken at Grst II
thought so. tell you thcre IL no ono Ia
the room, mortal or immortal. but a etnpid
little lndy nnd her drawing master. Nov.
let us sny, for the sake OF argument, that
there Is man by those window curtains;
that he has come to harm you.
"Yesi yes"
"Wcl, what Of it2 We arc not afrnid.
Your hands are on mine. Use your hands.
Miss Wentworth. Feel niue. Are they
weak or stron9f"
sironal strongi she answered. with a
strange lauQh.
-Aie they the hands Of friend or foes
This timo she did not reply. Hor ewes
were fixed on the library window. and Will
suppressed au involuntary sbudder
Her horrible fear was so intense, so ST.
lent that he had not tho courage 90 place
lhmsoif in front of her. lie felt that notis.
log could have tempted him 20 stand with
his back to tho library window aud his face
TO her oyes. lie imagined that her express
sion. while sho was labonng under this
dreadful illusion, must be awful, aud he
imagined rightly.
VIII began to rogrct that he had not
summoned Miss Bentley His voice sound =
ing low and horribly unnatural. ho re-
peated the question:
~Aic my bands the hands Of fiiend or
Of foogs
Ada rose slowly from her chair, her eyes
still on the imaginary faco.
She moved n few inches 20 tho right OF
whore she i,nd beon sitting.
OF friend she Whispered: and then.
with low moan. Oh. it's noanng mo its
nearing meiT
waist, and his rghf hand over her fyas
They stood so. silently, Tor some minutes.
Ada shuddered. then broke from him With
the words:
God thaek ,ou. Mr.. Tryfoni"
1T has gomez
Yesi God thunk you. Mr.. Tryfonls
viii felt "a u b. had emerged from some
foul fciid aimosi here into pure freali air.
The room looked different directly Ada de-
clare ~ hid gone. and ho bfeailied a sish
Of relief.
For some minutes Miss weniwortb sst
with her face cOfefrd BY her hinds. when
she wiihdreu them. VIII taN fbat Il bore
not The siigiiesi trace of hor hio mad fear
save the wound o. her under In. IL was
exactly the alino as when ahe hal entered
the library tnA mofninp.
Am quite weli nov, thank you. Mr.
lyfoii. she said. with little shndder.
Sec how we'll am
She caught hold Of The curtains and mo. e.i
them 90 and fro with on nig of triumph
hls j. ihG seventh iiMc that face har
haunted me- tho went on. quite ntiiniy.
-ii ie very drcadfoi fice very dreadful
Would y0u like to geo ifif
No. th1nt You replied viii. with a.
forced huul. though j dtfo asg y hiV0
gecu iunnY ls unpleasant Nhrn ono l. 3D.
oue's vision b. often whimsical likogoufs
hoi but dp se ii, ffHiiH DID ! ioil
yo1 ihls morning ihat I vac very clover ~
skoichirg faces
You dii
Would you liko 90 haso ono II those
skcichcs2"
Yes
@lou sha1. said Ada. ~ viii shoa you
ono ihat / drew iasi night in ny own room.
wiihout once looking over NV shoulder
one drew FROM ncmufy.
shc 0avr another little thudief
Whose lace ie iil7 Wll sskaI
hc isco That troubled 100 sd shookinely
inst noN.
The Spanish NomaD1'
Nnft
She iefied her head in tho direction IL
The library window.
Leaving hcf chaif. Ada shook thouiudos
curtains again iauehiugli and ihcn walked
81 fho door
WheToar son eoinr Miss Wsntrorlhg
To my own room. she answered. slo
fetch That sketch
Before WI conld spcst or sop her che
bad icu ihe hbuy
lie blamed himscif aQain Tor not SOM
moninR Mise EenHey. set Hnacc0unlablg
le ie't cefiaiu that his pnriia madness
would NOS return aqlIn That dat.
IN Jess iban minute Miss Wentworth